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(tyler)
in fucking line at ralphs buying granola bars,
left my members card and now shit gon' have an extra charge,
old bitch in front of me buying a color printer,
tv dinners, tampons, soy paint thinner,
(domo)
so i am, at the store for some chips,
that imma pay for with dimes, nickels, and and shit,
and im still so, im trying to dip,
but imma cut the line, to get out of this bitch
(tyler)
what the fuck, who the fuck this gay in fake gucci,
drawing numbers, whatever, wood with a Jesus,
hey you, what the fuck you you doing?
(domo)
fuck you, im just eating ruffles,
got a lot of foo,
so why you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face
(tyler)
dont make me shoot up place, with lightsabers and guns,
and shoot at knee caps to make it harder to run,
and put your ankles in some and pissy water for fun,
(domo)
nigga im a samurai, cut your ass in half,
up at the after math blow some fucking hash and laugh
(tyler)
im a fucking and a jedi and im from comptom,
better pick a better option, 'for nikes get to stompin'
chomping at your oxygen chord you fat kennan thompson,
a virgin cherry faggot we can get it poppin'
(domo)
i bet you lock and drop it faggot, bitch you from compton,
dumbo ears you marry poppin the piece that gil' was rocking,
i fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass,
ill hit you like you skipping class, lee would get the math,
(tyler)
oh really? silly, giving tip drills to nilly,
get ruffles no (?) cuz kiara might kill me,
im grabbing 2 kitchen knives and stabbing this ice cube look alike to show you a with attitude,
(domo)
i heard about you from that other nigga earl,
how you to milan and now it only likes gilrs,
ill you, into a fucking basket,
you into a old lady bagging plastic,
hope you get the message ill you into potholes,
and then fill you up with shells but your used to tacos,
(tyler)
oh a taco joke, domo smoke i your album,
sound like some shit a fake wiz papa wrote,
im insulted shit, damn grab the charmin,
nevermind these messages her nigga armin,
(domo)
maids, switch blades, made of thick incition in em',
red dot his forehead cuz into hinduism,
and who happen to be your listeners,
doobies roll booty hole alexis know the thruthie bro,
(tyler)
oh a lexus, i drive all that the wester himesphere
like all of ex's,
and bet this, im a motherfucking monster, fuck talk and ill you with this fucking rocket launcher.
(domo)
I cock the beam back, im aiming for Supreme hats
go to hell i mean that burn you like backs
(tyler)
you mean that, you faggot ill get your back and I'll snap it
And strangle you that fuckin leather jacket
fall, give me everything
im takin all this and the scene on Rufus
my walrus, bitch, fuck you, im out
(domo)
im as fuck and I didn't call for all this
imma get on my zombie shit wait, here's my